What is your most embarassing swimming moment?

Former Member
Former Member
We've all had them, your suit rips during a start, you accidentally sneeze on Michael Phelps, you burp or fart on the starting blocks, etc. (none of those happened to me...knock on wood). What's your most embarassing swimming moment? (includes, meets, practice, anything swimming related)
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    Oh, boy, do I have a story!! The first year I moved here to Roatan in the Caribbean, I started swimming at an inlet called Half Moon Bay. It is 1/2 mile all the way around it. In it, are various little reefs. Well, I was doing backstroke and thought I was in the clear, but I swam across the tip of a reef ripping my suit entirely off from the waist down. Now my scooter and stuff was on the road which meant I had to exit the water with the top half of my suit only. To make it worse, it was Cruise Ship Day and there were people everywhere walking on the road. I stayed in the water and was trying to time my quick exit to my scooter inbetween groups of people. The longer I waited, more people were on the street. I finally knew I was out of luck on this one, so I stood up, half-naked and walked proudly to my scooter while people were pointing and laughing. What I was thinking as I was walking proudly was that I'll probably never see them again anyway, so be it. Donna
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  • Former Member
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    Oh, boy, do I have a story!! The first year I moved here to Roatan in the Caribbean, I started swimming at an inlet called Half Moon Bay. It is 1/2 mile all the way around it. In it, are various little reefs. Well, I was doing backstroke and thought I was in the clear, but I swam across the tip of a reef ripping my suit entirely off from the waist down. Now my scooter and stuff was on the road which meant I had to exit the water with the top half of my suit only. To make it worse, it was Cruise Ship Day and there were people everywhere walking on the road. I stayed in the water and was trying to time my quick exit to my scooter inbetween groups of people. The longer I waited, more people were on the street. I finally knew I was out of luck on this one, so I stood up, half-naked and walked proudly to my scooter while people were pointing and laughing. What I was thinking as I was walking proudly was that I'll probably never see them again anyway, so be it. Donna
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